Qiu Changtian felt somewhat uncomfortable.
It was mainly because someone was choking him by the neck, and the Flying Asura's nails were long and dark, with what seemed like mysterious old mud inside, making him feel quite uneasy.
If he were to accidentally get scratched, could he be infected by corpse poison?
"Loosen up a bit," Qiu Changtian suddenly said, "aren't you tired of choking me like this?"
"Not tired," the Flying Asura said with a smirk. "I can't let you run away. I still have to drag you to negotiate with your wife."
"With your current realm, if I could still get away, then the name of the Flying Asura wouldn't be worth much," Qiu Changtian remarked.
"That's none of your concern," the Flying Asura chuckled, "We zombies don't care about face or reputation, all that is nothing."
Qiu Changtian had nothing to say in response, realizing this person was purposely playing with him, so he closed his mouth.
Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded from the treasury in front.